Long Craft Poems

Long Craft Poems. Below are the most popular long Craft by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Craft poems by poem length and keyword.


The Funniest Character

From books to cartoons, apparel and home decor,
Mickey Mouse has been my ultimate idol...
who has more talent than he does?
Wonder why they made him such a unique mouse?


Mickey Mouse, the funniest character full of wit,
makes both children and adults laugh...
how and where did he learn his craft? 
Walt Disney must have had fun drawing it!


On my library's shelves as high as the ceiling, you find
all of his books and magazines...isn't he supreme?
Doesn't he profoundly inspire and make you dream?
No, he's not the shy, little mouse...he can be so wild!


Look at his white baby face and black, round nose so squeezable:
he can be mad, funny, whimsical and sweet as any other kid...
would you love to squeeze him and make him your friend?
Where would you find a character more entertaining and playful?
 

Written by Andrew Crisci
for Linda-Marie's contest, " Disney "
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member It's A Crafty Work!

Poetry is so very special
it has such an illuminating effect
grabbing one's heart so clear
inspiring one to fully select

It's craft leaves many options
indeed one can adopt various styles
so much scope to experiment
for the pen to flow many a mile

I write for the purpose of calm
leaving all my anxieties behind
becoming very therapeutic inwardly
makes my inner soul feel so kind

Poetry is absolutely an art
portraying one's skill to the full
using all of the English language
to explain all your mind tools

I absolutely love to rhyme
it has a magic of its own
having such inspiration and joy
brings real beauty out of my stone!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Dream Book

Start with fond dream
As passion streams


Dare live bold fest
With ample zest


Verse lines find form
New tales breed norms


All in good time
Dream book funds rhymes


Quest for the best
Word well thought crest


The path of gain
Speaks wisely plain


Intent starts well
Just where you dwell


Seek purpose bold
Clear thoughts you hold


Dream upon dream
Time travel streams


Watch picture book
Let beauty hook


Flood zesty page
With triumph of age


Wordplay paints well
Time travels tell


Style poignant stay
Buzz dreamy day


Cite what you write
Craft each sure bite


Pregnant lines birth
Such wealthy worth




Leon Enriquez
20 July 2017
Singapore
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Prosper

Late rain sums
Cicadas delight;
Cold night tryst

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Words plus words
Disrupted poise;
Confront conflict

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Icy splash
Cold water surprise;
Morning face wash

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Stormy afternoon
Wetness redecorates;
June somnolence

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Umbrellas galore
Unforgiving rain;
Wetness everywhere

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Midday siesta
Day dreams collide;
Rainy day lot

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Celery and fruits
Blended slurry;
Detox routine

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Savvy story
Placid poise;
Nothing more

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Noisy terminal
Airport hallway;
Buzz and fuss

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A happy meal
Just for two;
Noontime matinee

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Thoughts surge
Moods sum;
Verse craft ooze

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Early wake up call
Alarm clock screams;
Fatigue burdens

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Dead weight
No escape now;
Hope floats

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Mull over matter
Insolvent state;
Too much, too late

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Weary hands
Weary feet;
Weary sleep

~~~~~~~~~


Prosper then
Be good;
Live well

~~~~~~~~~


Facial recognition
I see you;
Happy endings

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Leon Enriquez
09 June 2015
Singapore
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Impact

Writes work well
Truth time tells


Work wise wit
Brief brown bits


Share sweet say
Dust dream day


Feel fond fate
Drench due date


Lift lines loud
Prize prime proud


Watch words work
Just joy jerks


Taste true task
Morph mind mask


Thought thrills time
Rouse rich rhymes


Apt art asks
Bring bright bask


Mull meek mime
Craft croons chime


Feel form farm
Calm clear charm


Glimpse graft grief
Bless bright brief


Rhymes roar rich
Prize plot pitch


Speak soft sighs
Hurl huge highs


Set swift sails
Word wise wail


Health heaps how
Nice notes now




Leon Enriquez
11 November 2018
Singapore


Premium Member Musings

Ask for kind grace to know the facts,
Make intent act with a clear heart;
Use cheer to face the truth with tact,
Show joy a pact where love funds art;
Ink words that style a profound play,
Note how you can live wholesome zest;
Glimpse easy smiles that flood each day.
Meet love's grand plan in journey quest,
Urge wordplay craft to show you how;
See beyond thought a stillness deep,
Image deep draft that come right now;
Notice sure lot where nothing sleeps,
Give zest your best with zeal that knows,
Sublime that fest that ever shows.




Leon a Enriquez
21 September 2016
Singapore
Form: Sonnet

Enchantment

To be drawn into this enchanted journey
By birth and values, we place upon the earth. 
Resonating with all our youth and beauty 
The charm of society flourishing worth. 
 
The best moral things are the ones we find.
With the suspicious excavation of infidelity 
Transported into the depths of humankind
Many more enchantments of evil futility 
 
A timeless agony lives on in slow motion.
Making the present glory a whisper of the past 
Where renaissance captures our imagination. 
it tries to fill the air with dreams we’ve lost.
 
Agony echoes like ruins of colossal empires
Peeling back the layers of ancient history 
left holding the marred visage of memories 
in shadows and flashes of lights floating by 
 
Our journey in life is an enchantment device.
Time makes a play on the slippery ice.
And breath and spirit engulfed the suspense. 
Death and destiny keep an awakening surprise.  
 
A whisper from the past forms part of the soil 
The human mind is aligned with time. 
An enchantment of shapes and size embroil. 
The tapestry weaving advances refined.
 
Threads running through fragile warp and weft. 
Due to the rapid rise in technological discovery 
An enchantment hidden in the continuous craft. 
We are a distinguished species of embroidery.

Premium Member Technology and a Broken Heart

A rag of a paper from a lifetime that's gone,
Replaced by a small microchip.
The feel of those words in the palm of your hands,
That the ends of your fingers would grip.

And the hands of a surgeon juggling his craft,
Or the journalist reporting the news.
All replaced with perfect mechanical arms,
On an internet with millions of views.

Already we yearn for the art of the human,
Who'd do the best that he could with few fails.
Spinning their yarn with small human insights,
And yet covering all important details.

And the car indicator you pushed to turn off,
Or the window you wound to pull down.
We miss the old life of being involved,
When computers didn't run the whole town.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member Passage

(Dedication: For the PoetrySoup community of writers.)


Decree a fine write with a profound thought;
Engage a clear tact with mindset easy;
Agree to recite ideas that firm plot;
Reach timely such fact in puzzle set free.
Words float on paper like doodles that breeze;
Rich textures loiter to massage new feel;
Imprint of swagger in bold thought forms squeezed;
Time touching temper with voice that appeals.
Ignite sure motive with verses that line;
Notice the function that creates the play;
Give flow perspective in message aligned;
Spread subtle gumption in artistic sway.
Blend with sheer magic the writing you show;
Etch the dynamic in verse craft that grows.


Leon Enriquez
27 Apr 2014
Singapore


(Note: This poem is an Acrostic Sonnet.)
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member He Sails at The Top

He sets up His mast upon His raft. 
He sailed the tops and groves of the trees in granting
There He goes through the forest, soaring His craft
He provides energy to the wild as the swift wind passes.

The freshness of the timbers climbing,
When they flourish where they're standing
The aroma of wood is the best for understanding
That should have it to vend banded we invoke. 

We notice vines developing, surrounding the trees, 
Sustaining one another breathing in this sphere of unity
We concede that we're learning from them by will
A loving connection between these trees and plants
The woodlands breathe with peace and with sense.

A tree's liveliness needs sustaining credence. 
For its essence, it rightly deserves to be pleading
As if they were holding hands, the trees and vines
It shows us they have the capability of a love within residing.

The trees and different characters thereof, 
An advanced tier of life to replenish our air above
An intelligent, complex organism of vitality 
We discover more about this reality-based formality.
Form: Imagism

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